Proud Goddess Falls in Love with Me
Chapter 1496: 1455: Not Optimistic

Chapter 1496: Chapter 1455: Not Optimistic

Unfortunately, grandfather has yet to return. Situ Qinghuan has some speculations in her mind but no way to verify them, so she can only put this matter aside for now.

“Yu’er?”

“Sect Master, I’m here.”

“How has the expansion work progressed?”

Situ Qinghuan turned around and said in a deep voice, “Let the disciples within the sect quickly help the refugees build residences, this is of utmost importance.”

“It’s still ongoing, after all, more than a hundred thousand refugees arrived at the same time. It’s somewhat difficult to find a place for everyone to settle in a short period, and it’s also quite troublesome to manage. In the past few days, there have been quite a few conflicts and disputes; some have even come to blows, and everyone within the sect has quite a few complaints…”

“What do you mean by ‘quite a few complaints’? Yu’er, if you have something to say, just say it straight. No need to hide it.”

“Sect Master, some people within the sect are dissatisfied with your decision. They think that the Profound Sect’s willingness to take in these refugees is already benevolent enough, and wasting time to help them build residences is overly charitable.”

Upon hearing this, Situ Qinghuan half-closed her eyes and looked at Yu’er.

“And you? Yu’er, what are your thoughts on this matter?”

“This… Yu’er has no thoughts; whatever the Sect Master decides, Yu’er will support.”

“It’s alright, just a casual chat, I also want to hear your opinion.”

“This…”

Yu’er lowered her eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she finally began to express her true thoughts.

“Sect Master, I also think… what the senior brothers and sisters said makes some sense. Since they are refugees, having a place to stay is already good enough. So what if it can’t shield from wind and rain? At least the Profound Sect can protect their safety. Usually, they say we are aloof and show hostility towards cultivators, but now they need us in times of danger, don’t they?”

As she spoke, Yu’er sneaked a peek at Situ Qinghuan’s expression, only to see that the latter’s face had long turned as dark as water, her phoenix eyes full of anger.

“Sect Master’s pardon, Yu’er misspoke…”

“Since when did the Profound Sect become so arrogant?”

Situ Qinghuan sighed softly, stood up, and looked out the window, her eyes filled with disappointment.

“Strength, vision, knowledge, these are tools to empower oneself, not to scorn others with a sense of superiority. I dare say, you probably have led too comfortable a life for too long and have long forgotten the rules of the Profound Sect!

You’ve disappointed me. To merely ask you to help the refugees build temporary housing, and you’re full of complaints, regretting that it takes up your cultivation time—it’s simply laughable!

If the Profound Sect was really filled with such diligent students, why are there only a mere dozen or so in the Nascent Soul Realm today, all of whom are Law Transmission Elders and True Disciples? And the others? What have they achieved in the name of cultivation?”

Situ Qinghuan sternly reprimanded, making Yu’er suddenly tear up, hurriedly admitting fault, “Sect Master, Yu’er knows she was wrong, please don’t be angry, Yu’er will go and arrange it right away!”

“No need, if you don’t wish to go, then I’ll go personally. I must see, what makes cultivators so noble!”

…

Ten days later, Cloud City.

“It seems like that group of people from the Small World have restrained themselves a lot.”

Lu Chuan traveled at cloud speed, sprinting all the way, skimming over the city skies one after the other, dealing with some evildoers now and then.

After patrolling each of the ten or so cities near Cloud City, Lu Chuan finally took a breath and prepared to return.

Over ten days have passed, and the Martial Alliance has finally responded, assigning martial artists to various cities. They engage in fierce battles with the infiltrators from the Small World, though they remain at a disadvantage, as the other side has no reinforcements. Meanwhile, the Martial Alliance employs martial artists from all over the world, leveraging their numbers to stop the other side’s slaughter.

But the situation is still not optimistic.

The path Lu Chuan took was almost nothing but devastation, corpses everywhere—innocent civilians got dragged into conflicts due to the Martial Alliance’s delay of a few days, resulting in countless casualties.

What troubled Lu Chuan the most was that those participating in the slaughter were mostly local people of Earth. They believed the lies of the Small World and were turned against them, wielding butcher knives against innocent civilians, while those secretly infiltrated from the Small World were barely damaged, instead hiding in the shadows, amassing strength, waiting for the next opportunity.

This situation with enemies in the dark and ourselves in the light made it particularly difficult for Lu Chuan and even the Martial Alliance.

“It’s also time to talk with the Penglai Immortal Domain and the Martial Alliance.”

The alliance is urgent. Without support from the Penglai Immortal Domain, the Martial Alliance is destined not to sustain for long.

Even a monk at the late Spirit Splitting Realm can only serve as a henchman. Lu Chuan could hardly imagine how strong the force behind the scenes was. If they needed to engage in internal strife at this moment, the outcome would surely be failure.

However, the Martial Alliance might be easier to handle; even if they disagree, Lu Chuan has many ways to make them agree. The Penglai Immortal Domain, on the other hand, is more troublesome…

Kong Yuanliang hates him to the core, and now that he knows Lu Chuan and Zhaozhao have already consummated their marriage, he probably wishes he could tear Lu Chuan to pieces to soothe his hatred. If Lu Chuan recklessly barges in like this, it’s no different from a sheep entering the tiger’s den.

“I still have to find a way to understand the climate of the Penglai Immortal Domain. Currently, with Nalan stationed in Cloud City, there’s no need to worry about that, as for the Demon Tribe…”

A few days ago, Fuxiang came to talk to Lu Chuan and explained the situation about the Demon Tribe. The internal troubles had already been nipped in the bud by Yun Ji, and external threats hardly posed a danger to the Demon Tribe – this somewhat reassured Lu Chuan.

It’s fair to say that under Yun Ji’s rebuilding, the Demon Tribe is indeed becoming stronger step by step.

“It seems the urgent priority is for me to make a trip to the Penglai Immortal Domain.”

On one hand, to discuss matters about the Small World with Kong Yuanliang, on the other hand, Lu Chuan must remove the Spirit Suppressing Nail from his mind. Ever since the Tower Spirit helped lift the pain seal, every day, there’s a period when Lu Chuan feels severe headaches. If this continues, the people from the Small World won’t have to drive Lu Chuan mad; he’d already be driven insane by the Spirit Suppressing Nail.

“Or maybe… use Qin Tao’s identity again to sneak in for a look?”

After all, Qin Tao is still alive, and after Chen Nong’s death, there’s a good chance that Qin Tao could enter the Immortal Sect. Moreover, turning the situation on its head, that group wouldn’t expect that Lu Chuan would dare to parade around with Qin Tao’s face!

Thinking of this, Lu Chuan also found it feasible.

“In any case, I should first return to Cloud City, explain to Nalan, and then depart. As for the Martial Alliance, I’ll leave it to Nalan to persuade them.”